set em up, knock em down, take em all out
turn them radio, active in the fallout
skills raw in my bones yall
skill saw through the bones yall

simon says that your dead, check the pulse
reattach a head with a neck full of bolts
leader of the cult, no mistaking my flows
verbal tracheotomy, giong straight for the thoat
bringing boom bap back jaws crack for the cause
see they wanna dig dirt now ima blacken my paws
chemicals just lye, so obviously basic
puttin emcees in outerspace with my asics
pretending life a game of GTA wasted
razor blade grinning from an improvised facelift
goodness gracious your cage in my basement
hungry for the hate like an emaciated racist
point blank, the death of x got me numb (RIP XXXTENTACION)
they out shooting stars to witness a dying sun/son
the snakes are biting tongues, ima get some writing done
you better try to run or come fight a leviathan

set em up, knock em down, take em all out
turn them radio, active in the fallout
skills raw in my bones yall
skill saw through the bones yall

word wizard, snatch the wand if your holding it
harry potter hip hop hunting for a golden snitch
it seems that everyone's a (w)rapper so i open em
quick to grab the microphone, eviscerate a vocalist
i give the rope a twist, focus on the brain
leveraging a blade known for opening a vein

leaning on the bottle, well it ought to ease the pain
if the style is infantile it desperately need a change
finding life in the cut like cecasian
equal opportunity hater, bury an aryan
tear an opening ,feeding like a parasite
infect your mind, even breathing leave you terrified
i find it obvious, sound of silence ominous
turn a crocodile smiling into moccasins
shift the continents, devastate the populace
eight arms wrap around your neck, dr octopus

set em up, knock em down, take em all out
turn them radio, active in the fallout
skills raw in my bones yall
skill saw through the bones yall